Their Grass is Always Greener (And Sunnier. And Warmer.)

“Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative.” -Oscar Wilde

This statement is more or less true, but it seems to be all anyone can talk about this week. I reckon it will be fine if I play along.

The much shared article from Scott Sistek informed Seattleites about just how much “official” summer we had gotten so far. People have been less than thrilled.

Myself, I can take it or leave it. I was raised northwest, darn it. I will walk in the rain. Still, those around me feel they deserve more sunshine. Then there are those folks from here who are crazy enough to trek across the country. My boss visited Houston and reported on 110 degree heat. My pastor vacationing New Hampshire lamented about 98 degrees and plenty of humidity to accompany it.

In short, those in the heat wave areas would like some rain. Those in the rain areas would like some sun. The concept is hardly a new one.

The Israelites wandered the desert for forty years. During their monstrous commute from home A to new home B they complained about how good life had been before. The fact that they were slaves before they were freed escaped them while they were focusing on their new hardships.

Even at work I feel overwhelmed by too many customers at one moment. A few hours later, I look around an empty room trying to find any task that will occupy me. I too, am quite guilty of malcontent when things are going reasonably well. However, things always get better. I am a big fan of having faith.

“Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” –Hebrews 11:1

By all means, if a hardship comes across, be concerned and try to fix it. If the weather really is enough to tax your sanity, go for a tropic vacation. I still recommend taking the current situation, be it weather, home life, or work stress, and trying to make the best of it.

In the meantime, I hardily encourage ditching umbrellas. It is just rain after all. Maybe it is just the Gene Kelly in me, but I am all for Singin’ in the Rain.